3 am Again!
Last night after karaoke I went for coffee with SNAZZYSEG and Porn Star. I should KNOW better than that! I didn't get to bet until 3 am! I swear time just get's sucked away when I'm out with them. cool.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
More Ups and Downs Than a Yo-Yo
It's been just weeks since Katrina, since my brother and his wife endured the storm that took everything they had and walked away from their life in the city they loved (well at least Robert loved the city we grew up in). Their safety is certain, their future is not. With only the three small suit cases of belongings they carried and the small amount of federal aid they have received, they have to start over completely. No jobs, no home, no certainty. They borrow space from a relative and are still mostly thankful that they are alive and safe, as are the rest of us.
Now, Rita bears down on the Gulf and heads for Houston. My fears and uncertainty from before are magnified again. My family once again is in the path of a hurricane. All of my sisters are currently in Houston. D is in Houston right now helping our older sister Bunny evacuate her family from the Galveston area to Dallas. I'm relieved that Bunny and her three kids and her husband are on their way to safety and frustrated by the incredible amount of time it is taking (4 hours to get from Galveston to Houston), but mostly relieved and anxious to have D arrive with Bunny and her kids and mostly my Cabbage Patch. My relief is tempered with worry though as my stubborn father refuses to evacuate. He, his wife and my stepsister and her family are going to ride out the storm. He says they won't get much damage if any. I hope he's right.
Anyway, in 24 or so hours I'll have my sister and her family here with me. In my townhouse. All of us. Together. I may need to go shopping... I don't think I have enough booze!
If you can spare kind thoughts, etc., keep my family in them.
And did you know that President Bush refused Cuba's offer to send 1100 doctors with medicine to help after Katrina because "enough American doctors have volunteered"? Shame on him.
It's been just weeks since Katrina, since my brother and his wife endured the storm that took everything they had and walked away from their life in the city they loved (well at least Robert loved the city we grew up in). Their safety is certain, their future is not. With only the three small suit cases of belongings they carried and the small amount of federal aid they have received, they have to start over completely. No jobs, no home, no certainty. They borrow space from a relative and are still mostly thankful that they are alive and safe, as are the rest of us.
Now, Rita bears down on the Gulf and heads for Houston. My fears and uncertainty from before are magnified again. My family once again is in the path of a hurricane. All of my sisters are currently in Houston. D is in Houston right now helping our older sister Bunny evacuate her family from the Galveston area to Dallas. I'm relieved that Bunny and her three kids and her husband are on their way to safety and frustrated by the incredible amount of time it is taking (4 hours to get from Galveston to Houston), but mostly relieved and anxious to have D arrive with Bunny and her kids and mostly my Cabbage Patch. My relief is tempered with worry though as my stubborn father refuses to evacuate. He, his wife and my stepsister and her family are going to ride out the storm. He says they won't get much damage if any. I hope he's right.
Anyway, in 24 or so hours I'll have my sister and her family here with me. In my townhouse. All of us. Together. I may need to go shopping... I don't think I have enough booze!
If you can spare kind thoughts, etc., keep my family in them.
And did you know that President Bush refused Cuba's offer to send 1100 doctors with medicine to help after Katrina because "enough American doctors have volunteered"? Shame on him.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Pop Quiz Time!
Thanks to Porn Star, I have more quizes!
And this one I had to include for my gaming Geek Friends. Read it and LAUGH!
I Am A: Lawful Good Half-OrcFighter Paladin
Alignment:
Lawful Good characters are the epitome of all that is just and good. They believe in order and governments that work for the benefit of all, and generally do not mind doing direct work to further their beliefs.
Race:
Half-Orcs are a cross between a human and an orc. Generally, this kind of mating does not occur willingly, so half-orcs are almost never raised by a full set of parents. They tend to be less intelligent and attractive than humans, but are generally stronger and hardier. Violence is a part of their nature, and few half-orcs manage to overcome this to follow other professions. They are generally treated with disdain by other races, if not outright hostility.
Primary Class:
Fighters are the warriors. They use weapons to accomplish their goals. This isn't to say that they aren't intelligent, but that they do, in fact, believe that violence is frequently the answer.
Secondary Class:
Paladins are the Holy Warriors. They have been chosen by a God/dess to be their representative on Earth, and must follow the code of that deity, or risk severe penalties. They tend towards being righteous, but not generally to excess.
Deity:
Tyr is the Lawful Good god of justice. He is also known as Tyr Grimjaws, Wounded Tyr, the Maimed God, and Blind Tyr. He appears as a warrior, missing his hand. Followers of Tyr are concerned first and foremost with justice - discovering the truth and punishing the guilty for their crimes. They wear blue and purple robes with a white sash, a white gauntlet on the left hand, and a black gauntlet on the right, to symbolize Tyr's lost hand. Their preferred weapon is the warhammer. Tyr's symbol is a set of scales resting on a warhammer.
Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy of
NeppyMan (e-mail)
Thanks to Porn Star, I have more quizes!
You scored as Hot. You are Hot, you scream and are wild, people love doing anything sexual with you.
What is your sexual style? created with QuizFarm.com |
And this one I had to include for my gaming Geek Friends. Read it and LAUGH!
I Am A: Lawful Good Half-OrcFighter Paladin
Alignment:
Lawful Good characters are the epitome of all that is just and good. They believe in order and governments that work for the benefit of all, and generally do not mind doing direct work to further their beliefs.
Race:
Half-Orcs are a cross between a human and an orc. Generally, this kind of mating does not occur willingly, so half-orcs are almost never raised by a full set of parents. They tend to be less intelligent and attractive than humans, but are generally stronger and hardier. Violence is a part of their nature, and few half-orcs manage to overcome this to follow other professions. They are generally treated with disdain by other races, if not outright hostility.
Primary Class:
Fighters are the warriors. They use weapons to accomplish their goals. This isn't to say that they aren't intelligent, but that they do, in fact, believe that violence is frequently the answer.
Secondary Class:
Paladins are the Holy Warriors. They have been chosen by a God/dess to be their representative on Earth, and must follow the code of that deity, or risk severe penalties. They tend towards being righteous, but not generally to excess.
Deity:
Tyr is the Lawful Good god of justice. He is also known as Tyr Grimjaws, Wounded Tyr, the Maimed God, and Blind Tyr. He appears as a warrior, missing his hand. Followers of Tyr are concerned first and foremost with justice - discovering the truth and punishing the guilty for their crimes. They wear blue and purple robes with a white sash, a white gauntlet on the left hand, and a black gauntlet on the right, to symbolize Tyr's lost hand. Their preferred weapon is the warhammer. Tyr's symbol is a set of scales resting on a warhammer.
Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy of
NeppyMan (e-mail)
Time For A Coffee Break
Soooooooo... It's 12:34pm and the people to clean my carpet have not arrived. They were supposed to clean the carpet yesterday, but THAT didn't happen. I called the management this morning and was told that the manager would call me back to talk to me about it. I don't know why and I haven't heard from her yet so I'm kind of in a holding pattern. I have a ton of shit to do but am waiting until I have my carpets done to get them going. Yesterday I went out with D so as to make the cleaning of my carpet easy for whoever was to clean them. But... No carpet cleaning happened. Now, the day I had planned to put things back in place and do other things is my day to WAIT and WAIT and WAIT. And... I hate to WAIT.
Okay, enough of that. I'm already doing laundry.
Random thoughts... My mouse is squeaking and I can't get the damn thing off the bottom to clean the ball. Damn it. (Just keep your juvenile geek jokes about mouse balls and all that to yourself)
The Little People were both repulsed and fascinated by hermit crabs yesterday. One of the shops we cruised had a large display with hundreds of hermit crabs. I would pick them up and let them look at them to which I'd get a mixture of ohhhh's and aaaahhh's and screams of terror. Despite this or because of this, they both requested that we purchase a hermit crab as an addition to our little zoo. I debated with the older of the two about how I really wanted to get more gold fish and if we got a hermit crab he'd live in the aquarium and I'd have no fish. It finally came to me saying "We will have to discuss this with your father. He may not WANT a hermit crab in the house." Turns out he DOES NOT want a hermit crab in the house so much to my surprise the subject was dropped. I'll have to take them back to that shop some time though, so I can watch them be fascinated and frightened again. It was funny.
Something different...
How would you like the prestige of having a condom named after you? Ask former President Clinton and former White House Intern Monica Lewinsky as some condom maker in China has decided to name two new models after them. One could only assume these would be condoms for oral sex though. I have to wonder if the Clinton comes in a box that looks like a cigar and the Lewinsky box looks like a blue dress with the tag line "If you are not going to swallow, you might as well save that dress!"
Speaking of things like that... I'm having an odd dilemma. I am at a loss on how to approach a man I'm interested in. Generally this is NOT a problem for me, the phone number written on the panties is a sure fire winner, but I'm looking for something a bit more subtle. And well I'm not so good at subtle. A guy I dated for a while once told me that I have a very SEXUAL presence and others have told me that I give off a strong sexual vibe. Okay yeah whatever, that should make this easy right? No, not so. I mean yeah I do just want to sleep with him, I'm not looking for a 'RELATIONSHIP', just sex. But I still want to be FRIENDS with him. Ya know, FRIENDS with BENEFITS. So, here I am not sure how to negotiate that and not lose a friend. What should I do? Go to his house wearing a slutty outfit, ask to borrow a couple of DVD's and the use of his cock? Ask how his day's been and if he's had any good sex lately and then offer him some? Stop buy and tell him I was just driving by from picking up my Bob's from their 50,000 vibe tune up and I though he might be able to help me take them out for a test drive? Too subtle? I just don't know. (Don't bother asking who it is, I'm not going to tell you - some of you reading know him, others don't. K is the only person I've discussed this with and he's promised to keep it a SECRET under threat of coming home to a room filled with herds of belligerent Angry Albino Sock monkeys in his room.
Okay I really am off to fold laundry now. Bleck.
Soooooooo... It's 12:34pm and the people to clean my carpet have not arrived. They were supposed to clean the carpet yesterday, but THAT didn't happen. I called the management this morning and was told that the manager would call me back to talk to me about it. I don't know why and I haven't heard from her yet so I'm kind of in a holding pattern. I have a ton of shit to do but am waiting until I have my carpets done to get them going. Yesterday I went out with D so as to make the cleaning of my carpet easy for whoever was to clean them. But... No carpet cleaning happened. Now, the day I had planned to put things back in place and do other things is my day to WAIT and WAIT and WAIT. And... I hate to WAIT.
Okay, enough of that. I'm already doing laundry.
Random thoughts... My mouse is squeaking and I can't get the damn thing off the bottom to clean the ball. Damn it. (Just keep your juvenile geek jokes about mouse balls and all that to yourself)
The Little People were both repulsed and fascinated by hermit crabs yesterday. One of the shops we cruised had a large display with hundreds of hermit crabs. I would pick them up and let them look at them to which I'd get a mixture of ohhhh's and aaaahhh's and screams of terror. Despite this or because of this, they both requested that we purchase a hermit crab as an addition to our little zoo. I debated with the older of the two about how I really wanted to get more gold fish and if we got a hermit crab he'd live in the aquarium and I'd have no fish. It finally came to me saying "We will have to discuss this with your father. He may not WANT a hermit crab in the house." Turns out he DOES NOT want a hermit crab in the house so much to my surprise the subject was dropped. I'll have to take them back to that shop some time though, so I can watch them be fascinated and frightened again. It was funny.
Something different...
How would you like the prestige of having a condom named after you? Ask former President Clinton and former White House Intern Monica Lewinsky as some condom maker in China has decided to name two new models after them. One could only assume these would be condoms for oral sex though. I have to wonder if the Clinton comes in a box that looks like a cigar and the Lewinsky box looks like a blue dress with the tag line "If you are not going to swallow, you might as well save that dress!"
Speaking of things like that... I'm having an odd dilemma. I am at a loss on how to approach a man I'm interested in. Generally this is NOT a problem for me, the phone number written on the panties is a sure fire winner, but I'm looking for something a bit more subtle. And well I'm not so good at subtle. A guy I dated for a while once told me that I have a very SEXUAL presence and others have told me that I give off a strong sexual vibe. Okay yeah whatever, that should make this easy right? No, not so. I mean yeah I do just want to sleep with him, I'm not looking for a 'RELATIONSHIP', just sex. But I still want to be FRIENDS with him. Ya know, FRIENDS with BENEFITS. So, here I am not sure how to negotiate that and not lose a friend. What should I do? Go to his house wearing a slutty outfit, ask to borrow a couple of DVD's and the use of his cock? Ask how his day's been and if he's had any good sex lately and then offer him some? Stop buy and tell him I was just driving by from picking up my Bob's from their 50,000 vibe tune up and I though he might be able to help me take them out for a test drive? Too subtle? I just don't know. (Don't bother asking who it is, I'm not going to tell you - some of you reading know him, others don't. K is the only person I've discussed this with and he's promised to keep it a SECRET under threat of coming home to a room filled with herds of belligerent Angry Albino Sock monkeys in his room.
Okay I really am off to fold laundry now. Bleck.
Post About Nothing
There are no good girls gone wrong, just bad girls found out.
— Mae West
(Thanks for that one Whysper)
Oh my goodness what a weekend. I think I finally recovered from it YESTERDAY. I’ll run through it briefly as to not bore my three loyal readers to absolute tears.
Friday – D drove up to show me her car and take me to Starbucks. After Starbucks she drug me to a store to snag some new club clothes as she concluded that I was greatly lacking in slutty attire. D selected a fabulous outfit for me and then it was back home with Cabbage Patch. Cabbage Patch fell asleep on the couch and was quite miffed about being awoken an hour later so I could dash off and deliver bloomers. Back home, off to the post office, then to pick up K, then drop him and the Tiny Terrorists off at the train station and back home AGAIN! *sheesh* by this time it was 8 pm and I needed a nap but that wasn’t going to happen! I had to get a shower and get my new slutty clothes on with my fabulous ho boots I got for my birthday. Whysper and Shaz got here at 9 pm and we headed to the club to meet up with SNAZZYSEG and Porn Star (who were LATE LATE LATE). It was fun. Nothing happened… do not listen to gossip… NOTHING happened other than dancing… I got home at 3:30 am.
Saturday – Work, work, work, work, work. Work sucked because the weekday person was out most of the week and no one called me to see if I could help out or even to warn me. Someone worked Friday but didn’t do much WORK so I had 10 people who had to be seen RIGHT AWAY, as in before 11 am (check out time) and I didn’t even get to that hospital until 11 am as my 1st hospital was BUSY that day also. I got home late, K left a message that I needed to bring his brief case to the game as he forgot it (oh what a shocker) so I had to call him back and tell him that I’d have to drop it off with someone else to have it taken to him as I had a date with someone I met at the club and would be late to the game if I even showed up at all. After getting dressed I dropped off the brief case on my way to my date. Nothing happened… again, do not listen to gossip… NOTHING happened other than dinner and talking. I left my date fairly early as he had a 5:30 am flight and by this point was WORE OUT utterly and completely. Then I jumped on the toll road because ya know, I love NOTHING better than throwing money out the window. I caught the last part of the game, which was good I would have HATED to miss Captain John’s discovery of K’s comical typo. Hehehe… I know I always get organ and orgasm mixed up when I’m typing. I was back home by 1:30 am.
Sunday – I should have had a nice restful day spent snoozing in bed, but I had to WORK! I would have come home and napped but I had a candle party to go to with Whysper. By the time she messaged to say she was on her way, I was just beat. I sat on the sofa to watch a movie and I fell asleep in the 15 minutes it takes her to get from her place to mine. I just had to stand for most of the candle show because I knew if I got comfortable somewhere I’d be out within seconds. I finally got home after 6:30 pm and after a brief barely coherent conversation with K and the kids I headed to my bed for a NAP.
There are no good girls gone wrong, just bad girls found out.
— Mae West
(Thanks for that one Whysper)
Oh my goodness what a weekend. I think I finally recovered from it YESTERDAY. I’ll run through it briefly as to not bore my three loyal readers to absolute tears.
Friday – D drove up to show me her car and take me to Starbucks. After Starbucks she drug me to a store to snag some new club clothes as she concluded that I was greatly lacking in slutty attire. D selected a fabulous outfit for me and then it was back home with Cabbage Patch. Cabbage Patch fell asleep on the couch and was quite miffed about being awoken an hour later so I could dash off and deliver bloomers. Back home, off to the post office, then to pick up K, then drop him and the Tiny Terrorists off at the train station and back home AGAIN! *sheesh* by this time it was 8 pm and I needed a nap but that wasn’t going to happen! I had to get a shower and get my new slutty clothes on with my fabulous ho boots I got for my birthday. Whysper and Shaz got here at 9 pm and we headed to the club to meet up with SNAZZYSEG and Porn Star (who were LATE LATE LATE). It was fun. Nothing happened… do not listen to gossip… NOTHING happened other than dancing… I got home at 3:30 am.
Saturday – Work, work, work, work, work. Work sucked because the weekday person was out most of the week and no one called me to see if I could help out or even to warn me. Someone worked Friday but didn’t do much WORK so I had 10 people who had to be seen RIGHT AWAY, as in before 11 am (check out time) and I didn’t even get to that hospital until 11 am as my 1st hospital was BUSY that day also. I got home late, K left a message that I needed to bring his brief case to the game as he forgot it (oh what a shocker) so I had to call him back and tell him that I’d have to drop it off with someone else to have it taken to him as I had a date with someone I met at the club and would be late to the game if I even showed up at all. After getting dressed I dropped off the brief case on my way to my date. Nothing happened… again, do not listen to gossip… NOTHING happened other than dinner and talking. I left my date fairly early as he had a 5:30 am flight and by this point was WORE OUT utterly and completely. Then I jumped on the toll road because ya know, I love NOTHING better than throwing money out the window. I caught the last part of the game, which was good I would have HATED to miss Captain John’s discovery of K’s comical typo. Hehehe… I know I always get organ and orgasm mixed up when I’m typing. I was back home by 1:30 am.
Sunday – I should have had a nice restful day spent snoozing in bed, but I had to WORK! I would have come home and napped but I had a candle party to go to with Whysper. By the time she messaged to say she was on her way, I was just beat. I sat on the sofa to watch a movie and I fell asleep in the 15 minutes it takes her to get from her place to mine. I just had to stand for most of the candle show because I knew if I got comfortable somewhere I’d be out within seconds. I finally got home after 6:30 pm and after a brief barely coherent conversation with K and the kids I headed to my bed for a NAP.
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